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At first I was going to write a poem. I say poem because that’s what I always do. Stringing words together is usually easy for me. I read a lot. I write a lot. So naturally, I think, I’ll write a piece of incredibly moving poetry. But when I sit down with a pen in hand and write the title, I can...

It's a bit of a puzzle
How you see me inside
It's a bit of a mess
How our program resides
It's a little unusual
That you don't seem to get
what i'm hinting at...
chorus:
I'm hoping for a kiss.
Some real relationship.
Some life and then some hope
Some I...

Reach, darling.
Reach.
Go, sweetheart.
Go.
Sometime you'll find your away.
In the spring or in the snow.
Reach, sister.
Reach.
Go, lovely.
Go.
Imagine i am with you.
In the columns and the rows.
Hope.
Baby.
Hope.
And Hope and Hope and Hope.
And eventually you'l...

She's this transparent mystery,
The blackest light i've ever known.
She's this repelling magnet,
This king who's begging low.
She's this magic normality,
This true, fake sort of thing.
The worst voice in her own mind,
when i fly as she perfectly sings....

Did you ever wonder what it’d be like if you could remember every detail? The first time she smiled in your direction, or said hello, or touched you....You would remember every feeling of affection, and every feeling of flying. You could compile every happy moment you spent with her and breathe th...

The autumn leaves fall
and the ground revels in the colors.
It looks so infinite,
I want to jump in.
I’m not sure what’s holding me back.
Tug.
It’s you.
You’re holding on to my sleeve...
You tell me it’s not worth it.
You say that when I am able to regret,
I will.
But I...

I don't know if we're on the same page.
If you feel the way i feel.
I don't know what love is, or if this is infatuation.
There's no way of telling
if this is real.
It's kind of experimentation.
I've been looking.
You've been looking,
for a while.
...

Scrambled by the toxins
destroyed by the fumes
he understands that all it takes
is a second
His liver slows down
and his lungs are accumulating carcinogens
but all he thinks about
is her
He knows what would happen
if at any given moment
he were to jerk a bit too fast
or look away in ...

You're supposed to be the other half of my heart.
The Ying to my Yang.
The Crash to my Bang.
The Sneakers that my laces keep in place.
Instead you've forgotten to dust
your half of the heart every once in a while.
I think you've forgotten it was there at all.
You forget ...

He watches her fingers tap away
and away
with such assurance.
She calls for the next customer.
TapTapTap
Her hair is wet and wavy.
She looks fresh,
and better than beautiful,
interesting.
Her eyes are huge
and warm
like the freckles on her face.
He's never had a chance to st...

Dear Prescille and Katherine,
You are both my sisters,
though neither is my blood
you’re from another mister
and from another mom
but not from another heart
I feel that in my soul
every time you smile
and embrace me to console
I couldn’t have asked for better
it coul...

It bothers me to continue to read articles that teenagers my age write about love. I've been through ALL of it. I've been through the uncertainty; i've been warmed by the imaginary blanket of security; i've been plagued by infatuation; i've been blinded by beauty; i've ...

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